So'm I.

I've been looking him over for myself, because I ain't as strong for Charlie Dorenwald as I might be, even if he's foreman.

He talks so damn much Bolshevik, somehow.
Of course, the country's rotten, but it's ours! Still and all, I'll tell you what I'll do, Sis, with you!" She pulled her chair up to the side of her companion, fumbling in her little purse as she did so; drew out a copper coin and held it balanced between her fingers.
"'The one shall be taken and the other left,' Sis," said she.

"Two women, grinding at the mill, the same little old mill, as the Bible said; and 'The one shall be taken and the other left.' Which one?
One throw, Mary.

Heads or tails.